We lay on the sofa and kissed for an age, I was on top, supporting my weight, enjoying suckling on her breasts when we broke from our caress. I reached down, glad to feel how wet she was. A finger stroked her clitoris then slipped a little inside her. She was ready. I pulled my pants down. My cock sprang out, eager to work but it had to wait a little longer.
Resting my cock so it lay on the triangle of dark hair I kissed her a while longer, finally shifting position so the tip of my cock was right on her vaginal opening. I pushed in slightly, soon my cock head had slipped inside. I pushed it in deeper, feeling it had reached the end. I pulled out, then in. She was no longer a virgin.
She was relaxed, showing no signs of pain, so I built up a momentum, adjusting my thrusts to the way she pushed her body up to me. When I kissed her neck, her murmurs of pleasures turned to groans. I could see in her face she was building up to a climax; I could feel her body tremble in anticipation. She cried out, her fingers dug in my back, then she relaxed, her face was red and sweaty.
“Don’t cum inside.” She whispered, pulling me close.
“Jessie! Quick! Your dads just pulled up outside!” Lexy shouted
Jessie leapt up, put her bra on, slipped on her leggings, without knickers, slipped on her shoes and was putting her sweater on as she left the library. The front door opened.
“Come on Jessie, we’ll be late for the airport!” Her father shouted.
“Have a good holiday, Jess!” Lexy shouted, as they rushed to the car.
“I forgot you were watching.” I snapped.
“It was so erotic, I was so turned on.”
“Was.” I said with a grin.
“I couldn’t help it.” She grinned. “If you want to finish off, I’m still willing.”
“That moments gone.” I huffed.
“Let’s watch a movie, Die Hard.” Lexy suggested.
The cinema room was packed with luxury. Soft leather sofa chairs with deep cushions made for comfort, with drink and popcorn holders and buttons to adjust the seat for extra comfort. I poured a beer and made a cocktail for Lexy at the bar while she filled buckets of popcorn.
The surround sound was amazing, the picture on the twelve-foot cinema screen was crystal clear. When the movie finished, we watched Rambo, one and two. A movie night of favourites.
The sofa chairs were huge, Lexy moved from hers to sit with me, snuggling close. I felt at peace, calm and relaxed, falling asleep for the last ten minutes of Rambo II. When I woke, I saw Lexy had pulled off her leggings, her bra was on the floor, I guessed the long blouse she wore was all she had on.
She stirred, looked up to me, smiled, then kissed me. Slipping to her knees, she tugged at my pants, pulling them off to slurp on my cock. She played like that for a while before stripping the blouse off and straddling me as I gorged on her tits. I wasn’t going to last long.
“Let me feel you cum.” She whispered in my ear.
Minutes later I obliged. She had tissues to clear up the mess and was sitting next to me, looking for the movie we should watch next.
“Relax.” I said softly, positioning her so my fingers could reach her dripping cunt, feeling the silkiness of her juices mixed with my cum. A finger pushed inside, a second finger followed. I used them as a cock, rubbing on her clit, soon getting gasps from her. It took some time for her to climax; she heaved a silent cry when it struck.